So Ive been writing lately. Heres my newest piece. Tell me what you think: The first three nights we spent together, I couldnt sleep. I wasnt used to your breathing, your feet on my legs, or your weight in the bed. In truth, I still sleep better when Im alone. But now I disagree that sleep is always the most important thing. Because when its 3 in the morning and Im shaking and my eyes look dead but Im wide awake, I want you there. Those are some of the hardest times in my life. I get so caught up in my own thoughts. I wonder if they name hurricanes after bad people. People who cause destruction & destroy everyone they come into contact with. Because I feel like that is me on nights like that. You tell me about the battles youve endured and the monsters who trampled your heart and I wonder what you think is worth fighting for. Im so curious to see what youre like at 2 in the morning when you start to miss the girl who broke all of her promises. Yesterday you woke up with a broken wind chime for a heart & I remember when I used to want to be the wind because it had a way of moving you when I couldnt even make you budge. Relationships are so fragile. They break, shatter & fall to pieces. And the hammer is time, distance, and moving forward. Why couldnt we stay welded together. Instead we go off looking for the next frail connection. I start to wonder if anyone ever really stays in love. But love is a fickle thing. Its surreal, watching someone fall for you, feeling yourself fall for them. Ive never experienced this, but I wonder if staying in love feels like youre still falling. Youre Alice, soaring down the rabbit hole, and youre afraid because you dont know when youll hit the bottom, and when you do, will that person be down there to catch you? I hope they are. I hope you never stop falling someday. And I hope that every morning you wake up & youll look over & cant believe this is the life you get to live and the person you get to share it with. And youll spend your days with your head in the clouds thinking about her and the adventures you want to experience with her. Youll lay in bed, unable to sleep because youre so incredibly happy. Finally reality is better than your dreams. But youre still dreaming & I wish I could experience first-hand what your mind creates when youre unconscious.
Posted on: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 02:58:30 +0000
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